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Posted in October 2012 …

Nights. Jesus. Nights. You’d think there was a limit to the amount of Roses/ Quality Street/ Heroes/ enormous bags of Walkers that you could stuff in your mouth over the course of 12 hours. But it seems that there isn’t a limit. I feel like a human Hoover. I seem to just suck anything up … Continue reading →

I’ve just had a holiday. It was supposed to be a much needed break. A chance to catch up on some sleep and exchange my strip-light hospital tan with some actual vitamin d. But I got a bit more than I bargained for. Walking along a rubbish-strewn Egyptian street, chatting to my friend I suddenly … Continue reading →